The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-01-10

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on dreamily, 'he looks as though his
name was Howard; all the Towards I
ever knew were big and fair, and
rather soft, and"
She stopped suddenly; and had
caught a glimpse of Sally's face in tho
glass.
I'm sorry, dear! suppose he's a
great friend of yourP" she said apollo
getically. But really l didn't think
him SO entertaining as Mr.. Beadle, and
he hasn't half the money. you know"
and Kitty laughed wickedly.
Mr.. Beadle again! Sally's heart
sank. She might have expected some
thing of the sort. Kitty was so totally
different from herself. She could never
be made to see things as Sally saw
them; she was distressingly matter-of.
fact.
Sally sat bordering seriously, with
the lights turned low, after Kitty,
flushed and tired, and happy, had fall
Ell asleep.
Surely things must come out right.
Howard must be backed and encour-
aged, and Mr.. Beadle must be snubbed
crushed and annihilated.
Sally was not quite clear rs to how
this latter was to be accomplished, but
she went to sleep with renewed hope.
II suppose W. shall be flooded with
calls, shan't we?" said Kitty, rs they
sat in the parlor the next evening, talk
ing over last nights festivity, with
occasional yawns.
Il suppose so, DEAR" responded
Sally. gazing at her in fond admiration.
Kitty was at her loveliest. Her red
lips wore q smile of pleased expectancy,
and her dark eyes were bright with
anticipation.
''By the way" she said, peering in.
to an opposite mirror and patting her
hair; ''Mr. Beadle said something
about coming tonight. Dear me!
how do / lookP"
Sally groancd inwardly.
Il presume Mr.. Breadle will not
notice much" she said severely. He
is past those things, | should think.
lie must be forty at least"
about that" said Kitty, sweetly.
The bell rang at that moment, and
the subject of their conversation vas
ushered in, followed by n tall form,
with a fair head, none other than How
ard himself.
Mr.. Beadle pounced upon the chan
nearest Kitty; Howard sank gracefully
upon the sofa nj Sally's side.
II hope your duties of last night
have not quite worn you out" he said,
looking down at her tenderly.
"Oh, dear me, not at all!' responded
Sally, rather sharply.
That was all wrong; but what was
she to doP
1T was a charming affair." Howard
continued, moving a little nearer TO
her.
''Thank you!" said Sally abstractedly.
She was watching the pair opposite,
with rising uneasiness.
Mr.. Beadle was leaning forward at d
dangerous angle, talking with horrible
volubility, with his eyes fixed on Kitty's
face.
Sally felt a wild desire to see his
chair roll backward and land him on
the floor.
Howard looked a little hurt by her
breyity, bat Sally was Obvious.
Don't you think her lovelyp" she
said.
Kitty was venturing a remark at the
moment with a ~coquettish little laugh.
Sally could gladly have shaken her.
Very" said Howard, rather va
guely, and without looking around.
ale is jealous" said Sally to herself
Poor fellow!'
''She is always pleasant, like that, to
everybody she said, aloud. with SYM
patty and reinsurance in her tone.
She doesn't mean anything by it."
''Tndeed?' said Howard.
But nc did not seem quite to under
stand the force Of the remark.
Mr.. Beadle was begging Kitty to
sing; and now was Sally's chance.
do dearr' she urged; "orr new
waltz song. Do you know FTP" she
went on, turning to Howard. ''Mr.
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